Analysis Of From A Short Narrative Of My Life By Samson Occom

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Hi Jeanine, I could not agree with you more on how Samson Occom valued the power of education. In From a Short Narrative of My Life, Samson Occom writes, “I used to wish I was capable of instructing my poor Kindred. I used to think, If I Could once Learn to Read I would instruct the poor Children to Reading” (225). This is what he actually accomplished. Through all his hard work and persistence no matter what injustice he suffered paid off. Occum explains that when he was sixteen he heard for the first time the words of God. As a kid he was devoted to education as Christians are devoted to God. When he was sixteen he heard of a rumor that was abnormal to him. When the preachers started to come to them, they frequently started to go to meetings

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